1000 posts, never thought it'd happen.//
usually I get sick of my name and change it to somethin' that sounds better rappin'.//
but I'm stay'n the same, stickin' with this shit.//
got a record comin' I'm livin' this life you all wanted, kid.//
nah, fully grow'n, mind fully loaded like a clip explodin' leave holes.//
you throw'n weak punches barely even a fat lip.//
got a ryth-mattic gat ta clap competition' try'n ta spit.//
nigga's couldn't beat this if I was their fuckin' dick.//
but I'm bigger than an' inch, they wish they had what I got.//
skill like pac, and a cock like a well hung moose.//
fuck any bitch it's tight to me, but they come out loose...//

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